Bad Boy Agents

Appeal

The sound of fanfare in the pool was clearly heard as the supporters of Dewa and Shaka were encouraging each other to their heroes. Today the swimming match between Shaka and the Gods is official in the title. The two men stood side by side facing the swimming pool which has a precise length of 50 meters and a pool width of 25 meters. As per the agreement they will swim at a depth of 4 meters.

Shaka and Dewa stand in their respective lane. Shaka in line 2 and Dewa in line 4. Zaidan is currently the referee. Hysterical cries of supporters were heard echoing in the indoor poll. They are fascinated to see the strapping and field of Shaka's body that looks attractive because it only wears knee-length shorts and bare chest.

“Shakaaaaaa, I'm with you!!! I'm ready to get married!!” shouted one of the students who got a cynical blink of an eye and a toyoran from Indah. The girl clucked bitterly at the behavior of the schoolgirl who she thought was too brave.

The young man only smiled faintly at the cries of the girls for the most part. His ears were already very used to hearing the hysterical cries of his fans.

“His body Shaka crazy is really cool. Much different from the God who so. I want to rub his stomach. Want to know the taste of bread sober.” It was beautiful to say with gauntlet behind the pink fan covering her pink lips.

“Iyaaa, her body crazyaa make my eyes can not blink. Really ideal.” Wanda chimed in.

The god heard clearly the utterance to the girl, especially Indah who became her crush. “Sial, all of them suji bodies in Shaka. Don't know just to be thin like this, my muscles are also strong.” The god who felt rivaled also glanced back at his rival.

Shaka glanced back at him and the man immediately turned his face away. Not looking at Shaka.

“Where, want to start?” asked Zaidan who was standing in the middle, ready with a whistle around his neck.

“Tar first, si Aya has not come.” God refused. For him the presence of Gayatri is important to see the course of this match.

“Maybe Si Aya won't be here. I saw him in the pylons. Bring a lot of books, like you want to do a task,” explained Zaidan.

“Yeah, time is not here. I am competing for him,” Dewa looks disappointed. He thought Gayatri would support him, in return he protected her.

“Anton, you call Aya gih. Tell the God to fight, let him come here.” Zaidan finally gave the order.

“Encer also lo brain. I was there, you call,” said the Lord to his two best friends, Zaidan and Anton alternately. Teenager Anton immediately left without a rebuttal.

Shaka becomes attentive to the teenage interaction before him. It still unravels the common thread, as to what Gayatri's relationship with these teenagers was. It is true that Gayatri is like a rose surrounded by thorns that protect her, so as not to carelessly approach and touch her. However, why are they so trying to protect Gayatri? Who is Gayatri for these teenagers?

“What lo?” asked the god, to Shaka who looked at him questioningly. “Inget yes, I told Aya to come here to support me, not support lo.” The gods give an affirmation.

“I actually I have to fight God kayak lo. But yes want how else, the important thing is you fullin promise you make permission I chat with Aya, if I win.” Shaka replied casually, even smiling faintly.

“Ngeledek lo anjir! Lo kepedean! There will also be shame. Inget, four rounds, the first one up, he won. No re-match terms.” The god said solemnly, he was already very sure that he would win.

“Okey, I received.” Shaka did not lose confidence. He was sure he would win too. This time it cannot fail.

“Tuh si Aya!” zaidan exclaimed as he saw Gayatri coming in a hurry. He looked at the entire sports hall and there were no fights going on. The girl turned to Anton and looked at him with annoyance. He clearly felt lied.

“Gue forced to lie to you Yes, so you want to come here.” that's just Anton's remark, on the girl who looks upset.

Gayatri exhaled a rough breath, as there was no commotion as Anton had said. Though the teenager said that he said Shaka and Dewa baku hit in the indoor pool. In fact, the two people were already standing in their respective lines and preparing to start their match.

In the end, Gayatri was forced to sit on one of the bleachers to watch a swimming match between the two teenagers. Shaka and Dewa both turned to her and looked at Gayatri for a while as if asking for support. The girl did not flinch, no matter who won, it would all have no effect on her.

“Okey, you guys get ready…. Four rounds in freestyle. Who nyampe first, he's the winner,” said Zaidan who had held the whistle.

The two men immediately climbed onto the steps by the pool. They are in a position to prepare. Shaka and Dewa both have their swimming goggles on. Zaidan looked at the watch in his hand to determine the time the match began.

Pritt!!!

The teenager blew the whistle loudly. His voice echoed inside the indoor pool. Shaka and the God jumped into the water. Shaka's repulsion is further than God's. He immediately paddled his feet across the fifty-meter-long swimming pool.

“Shaka! Shakah! Shaka!” exclaims Beautiful and her friends, encouraging Shaka who swims much faster than the Gods.

“Ayoo bro, chase bro!!” exclaim Anton and his friends who encourage the Gods.

Every now and then the heads of the two people appeared to the surface to take a breath. The god was left about two meters away from Shaka. Shaka repulsed for the second time, changing the direction of the second round. His ability is beyond doubt. Until in a short time, Shaka's hand first touched the edge of the pool.

“YEESSS!!! Shakaaaa, you are great! Lo my hero!!!” exclaim Indah followed a happy scream because Shaka managed to win the match.

“Shakaaa, here's the towel.” Lovely immediately gave her towel to Shaka. He almost hits a muscle line in Shaka's chest, but Shaka takes over immediately.

“Thanks,” said Shaka as he grabbed the towel and wrapped it in his wet body. He also took off his swimming cap and swimming goggles, making his good looks even more obvious with his messy, wet hair.

“Cooling no Shaka?” tanya Beautiful's. His index pierced Shaka's sturdy arm which was thick muscular and like a life throbbing.

“Ngak. Excuse me first yes,” said Shaka who immediately approached Gayatri. He sat next to the indifferent-looking Gayatri and turned his face away.

“Kok even nyamperin si Aya anyway?” ask Wanda who doesn't accept it.

"Yeah, what's more try nyamperin freak chick that." Rima chimed in while looking at Gayatri and Shaka from a distance. It was obvious that the three girls were very disappointed, especially Beautiful.

“Tau tuh. The more doubtful it must be a girl. Long time I singkirin also tuh si Aya.” It was beautiful to be upset. During this time he silenced Gayatri and chose not to deal with the cold girl. But at this moment, the girl had already stolen Shaka's attention, infuriating him.

“Lo dare?” ask Rima.

“Why not? He used to take the guy I like, this time I will not let him do the same thing,” said Indah who looked at Gayatri full of revenge.

“How to do?” Wanda immediately asked.

“You will see later,” said Beautiful while smiling cynically. He screeched bitterly at the figure of Gayatri who he thought was nauseating. There are many plans that then appear in the mind of Indah. In a few moments he and his friends decided to go to work out his plan properly. Wanda and Rima followed Indah out of the indoor pool.

The god and his friends left in disappointment followed by a line of supporters who had to return to class. The young man had already lost and was unwilling to become a loser by not fulfilling his own promise. He let Shaka talk to Gayatri, according to their agreement.

“Sabar, the important thing is that you have tried to take care of the Aya,” said Zaidan while patting the shoulder of God. The teenager stared at Gayatri for a while, although it was heavy that he finally left the indoor pool with the other students. Only once did he look back and see Gayatri and Shaka remaining in this place.

“Gue wins, you don't say congratulations?” shaka asked as she extended her hand.

Gayatri just turned her head, then threw away her face. Not intending at all to congratulate the man beside her. “Wuh! I think the coldest pool water, it turns out to be as cold as lo,” said Shaka while blowing his hand that shriveled because of the cold.

Gayatri did not chim in, she did not care at all about any of Shaka's sayings.

“It's okay, you don't nimpalin me. At least, you don't go and nyuekin I do. I just want to be friends with you, Aya. Can't you please?” Shaka expresses his feelings in real terms. He was sure, slowly Gayatri would be destroyed if this girl did not continue to avoid.

“Gue to take a break to the canteen. As a form of celebration, I want to treat you. You can eat whatever you want. Can you, right? This is an exclusive invitation, I just ngajak lo doang,” bargain shaka with a smile that rises.

Gayatri is not interested at all, she prefers to move from her place. It was enough for him to talk to Shaka.

“Aya wait!” quickly Shaka held off Gayatri's hand. Gayatri glanced at her hand held by Shaka. Very cold, it's appropriate that Shaka looks a little shivering. “Temen-temen you've left, that means they received my victory. Why now you are a loser by not keeping your promise?” shaka asked, slightly cornered Gayatri.

Gayatri seemed to wrinkle her forehead at the man, then smiled cynically. He shook Shaka's hand which was holding his arm. When did he ever promise this man?

“You can smile, I like to see.” Shaka responded in a different way.

Gayatri's expression turned cold again, the cynical smile was gone. He did not understand, how could this man not understand with his cynical smile.

Hatch!

Due to Shaka's cold hands, Gayatri finally sneezed. Shaka chuckles a little hearing Gayatri's voice even though only through her sneezing.

“It's cold here, let's get out first. I want to change clothes, you wait in front. Or do you want to come?” tawar Shaka with a prank.

Gayatri just rolled her eyes, this man's joke was really not funny. He chose to leave Shaka.

“Newly this time I was horrified by people sneezing, Aya,” muttered Shaka while looking at Gayatri who went from before him.

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